permanently pressed repressed and depressed

[cotton]

TY hehe

[wylde]

Yea, thanks Cotton, ...and all of the above.

[wylde]

The golden evening sun is setting on the western edge of the house and the leaves of a cluster of hickorys are rustling just outside the window. I'm sitting at the dresser brushing my hair when out of the corner of my eye, I see a note come under the door...something of a soir'ee and would I be so kind as to come downstairs to join them. Someone's birthday. ...and if it pleased me, I might find something clean in the armoire in the hall. Well, okay...

[wylde]

And Heaven knows my bones need warmed...

[wylde]

It's begun. Bonfires. Guitars and fiddles, but these are drowned out by gunfire and the distant din of laughter. Steaks are sizzling in the pit. Of all my misadventures, what've I got myself into now?

[wylde]

I venture out... Out into the unknown in a dress that's not my own. The stars are unusually bright, and that moon...

[wylde]

...and there he is.

[wylde]

Holy smokes! Whoa~

[wylde]

I can't hear the music anymore for my heart pounding in my ears...if I can just find some quiet corner til I get my bearings, but ...here he comes.

[wylde]

I'm glad it's dark now. Hot as my cheeks are, I must be three shades of red... ...Hello.

[wylde]

[Fluffy, I could do with a DOUBLE DRAM AND a TRIPLE JIGGER!
oh shit.]

[wylde]

The first of fortunes... a slow dance.

[wylde]

He's as fine now as I saw him chasin' steer on his horse today, but I won't tell him that. Don't think I'd have to the way he just grinned at me. If he can hear my thoughts I could be in whole lot of trouble...

[wylde]

Happy Birthday...

[wylde]

...um, how did I get here? (He's smiling again.) He's leading me off to the fire he'd started before I snuck outside...

We set on a blanket by the fire under a sea of stars and talked til dawn's first light...